Into the Darkness

8

I wake up. Again. To the same place I slipped, I winced as I sat up and felt my forehead. Great! Another injured part of my body, just what I need  to get out of here. I stand up and already vomit again but I'm determined to get outta here. I continue wandering through the passages, hoping I can find my way out. But it's impossible I'm going to die down here. I realise I'm going insane. But finally after walking I sit down and cry for everything I've lost. My friends, the sunshine, my mind even. I was dying and I knew it. I knew that in a few hours I'll take my last breath of sanity and die. But I'm determined to get out of here. Dead or alive. I turn one last corner and see stairs. I try to run but stumble and I go up the stairs I push a door open and feels the wind on my face, the sunshine gleaming and I'm free. I lay in the grass and feel the ground. But then I sit up and look around and I'm astounded at what I see. I was on an island. Surrounded by sea. I was bewildered at the sight and then again I feel trapped not by a bunker but by an ocean of undrinkable water. "No, no, no, no, no." I look all around me and see some land on the horizon and rip up the grass, thowing dirt clumps into the water saying al the swear words I know. But caught up in my emotions I didn't realise there was a dinghy bobing in the waves. I run to the little boat and jump in, untie the rope and start rowing it towards the land on the horizon. Wondering what will happen to me.